Winds of Waiting

Courtesy: Pixabay
Courtesy: Pixabay
If she was fortunate in her hope,
the breeze would sweep away her memory,
but while time healed flesh,
the moments that were abuse never waned.
And so she waited,
but each night’s dreams brought more of the same,
more moments to live again.

©February 2019, Christina Anne Hawthorne

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